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PostSubject: welcome to hell   Mon May 07, 2018 12:42 am

Almost every day since they moved to Suiden Hamlet to live with Auntie Mabel and Uncle Frank (Toulouse had been three, and Vivi just barely two), Toulouse had walked passed Sir Henry's Elementary, and had found it lacking. Almost all of the buildings in the hamlet were careworn and shambled, but to be honest, the elementary school took this to new levels. plonked in the middle of the hamlet, in a little grassy clearing surrounded by houses and their few general stores without even a fence between them to differentiate the 'school yard' from the public space, there were no fun playground toys, there wasn't a swing set or a climbing frame - heck, there wasn't even an area for hopscotch! The only thing leading up to the front doors was a little dirt track. The building itself was more of a glorified beach hut with the faded, peeling words 'Sir Henry's' stamped above the squeaky door, and a grotesque statue of a very hairy man in a big, poufy skirt out front. In a word, it was embarrassing.

Very little embarrassed Toulouse quite as much as going to school here would.

He tugged his hand free of Vivi's clammy, sticky fingers and tugged his tatty school bag up higher on his shoulder. The morning was cool and damp around him, blackbirds and sparrows singing from the trees, interspersed by rustling leaves, wailing gulls coming in from the coast after a morning trip to the docks, and the screaming of the fifteen older students. Beside him, Vivi was fidgeting with the hem of the bright yellow dress their Ma made her so she wouldn't be upset. Ma had offered to made Toulouse something too, but he was a Big Brother, and he wasn't scared or sad at all, because it was his Responsibility to be brave for both of them.

Ma paused a good few meters from the entrance, Auntie Mabel coming to a halt beside her, the pair gossiping incessantly and totally ignoring their children. Toulouse paused and peered over his shoulder, to see that further back down the scruffy dirt path, his new cousin, Chi, was studying the creepy statue with a look weirdly like awe. (Toulouse didn't mind Chi - even if she did smell of wet dog - but there was little doubt that her Shiba Inu familiar, Oz, was the dumbest, weirdest animal on the planet, thereby making Chi weird, too.)

"Chi," he said, raising his voice to be heard over the noisy chatter of some older girls he knew as 'the neighbours' kids' (though in a place as small as Suiden, that meant pretty much everyone), and tipped his head in a beckoning gesture when she and Oz looked up. "We gotta go inside."

"Coming," she replied with a small smile and a skip in her step that pronounced a total lack of fear (or dread) of the day ahead of them. And sure, at least the three of them were together, united in the face of their first day in Elementary, but that didn't change how much Toulouse already hated it here. He was a very determined boy, and right now he was putting all of his determination into being remarkably grumpy.

"Hurry up, slowpoke," he groused, and then yelped, showing his teeth when Vivi pinched his arm. From around the collar of her fancy new dress poked out the blunt, ugly face of her familiar, Miller the bull snake - hissing and showing her pin-sized fangs. So just as pleasant as usual, then. "Ow, Vivi, stop it."

"Well you stop being a bully, then," his little sister replied, with all the bite and scorn she borrowed from their Ma, whenever Ma got angry at someone (usually Dad, over the phone).

Making a growl sound and pushing her hand away when she reached out to pinch him a second time (for good measure), Toulouse spun on his heels and stormed off towards the grotty doors, completely bypassing the afterthought of 'good luck' that his Ma and Auntie called after him, and shoving past some redhead boy holding a potted plant.

"Don't blame me when you guys turn up late to our first stinking class then, dumby," he said, shouting harshly over his shoulder and doing his best to ignore the fact that his own familiar, Lamp, wasn't there with him. Who needed a stupid familiar or a little sister or a new cousin anyway? It didn't matter, because either way, school was gonna suck.
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PostSubject: Re: welcome to hell   Mon May 07, 2018 1:09 am

April. Usually the most pleasant month of the year. A varied mixture of rain and sun, where the weather was neither too hot or too cold. This time last year William was curled up beside his bedroom window, flicking through the pictures of an old fairy tail book he'd found in his father's office. While William was constantly being told by other adults in the Hamlet of Suiden that his reading skill was impressive for someone who had not yet started school, it had frustrated him that he hadn't been able to read all the words well enough to understand the story without help.

This year he was conflicted. On one hand he would be learning how to read properly, and would hopefully have more access to books that his father didn't have, but on the other he had to share a class room with all of them.
Stomach clenching unpleasantly, William made his way through the school gates, his blue eyes evaluating the children in the yard, trying to figure out which ones would be in his class.

In his school bag Gabriel wriggled in annoyance, he'd rather be home to, stretched out in the sun where it was quiet and peaceful, rather than being forced to spent the best part of the day amongst loud and excitable company. Perhaps if he just turned around and went home no one would notice, father was away in Shiro anyway, and if he was quiet enough grandma probably wouldn't hear him returning. William was almost entirely committed to this plan when another group of children entered the yard behind him, one girl practically elbowing him in her hurry to get past.

"Give it back you cow! It's mine!" A red haired girl, who didn't look much older than himself was hot in pursuit of a slightly older girl with the almost exact same shade of hair. The Burdett sisters he assumed, as the rest of the rabble went in to weigh in their own opinion on the bag being held above the head of the youngest. All four seemed to be surrounded by various big cat cubs who were yowling and snarling around them.
He would have stayed to watch as the younger girl tackled her sister to the ground, while all sorts of profanities were screamed, until the eldest broke it up, but he didn't care.

There were a few others as well. A brown haired girl being cuddled aggressively by an older looking couple, and a dark haired boy being lectured by an older boy who looked similar enough to him, for William to assume they were related. But then again, who wasn't related in some way in this hamlet, he'd seen the family trees, he knew.

Finding a quiet spot near the entrance to the school, William leant back against the wooden wall to wait. Hopefully someone would call them in soon, then he could just focus on getting this day over and done with.
Opening up the flap of his bag, he rubbed his fingers between Gabriel's ears soothingly, hoping that his familiar didn't bolt and abandon him here. Thankfully the Swedish Hare only grumbled irritably, pinning his long ears back sharply against his head, eyeing the six-year-old blonde like this was all his fault.

"I have to go to school, it's the law" William whispered, "It would hardly look good if the Mayor's son didn't turn up to his first day."
The rabbit glared back, back feet thumping on the material of his bag, exerting a rather uncomfortable force on his arm as William did his best to keep the bag steady.
"When we get home we can just relax okay, but you just have to put up with this first, same as me." With that speech delivered, he closed the flap of his bag again to leave Gabriel to sulk in the open and honest way he wanted to.

This was going to be a very long day.
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PostSubject: Re: welcome to hell   Fri Jun 22, 2018 2:18 am

The classroom, it turned out, was not where the children were meant to be headed. It was also a tiny room with one rickety rectangular looking table surrounded by ten ugly plastic chairs, and one of those weird swivel ones he sometimes saw back home in Kuro. The were lots of faded, peeling posters on the walls too, but he didn't get a good enough look through the doorway, before a large very round body was blocking his view (his entire field of vision, really).

The voice that belonged to the beachball shaped body said in a soft, high voice, "Oh dear, Toulouse, you're not meant to be coming inside yet, sweetie."

Freezing like a deer caught in headlights, Toulouse took in the sunflower-yellow frock, stepped back a pace and peered up, up, up, into the face of his neighbour, Miss Appleby. Red cheeks, smile lines, and thin blonde hair made up the disgustingly genteel lady's appearance, happy and sweet as she was every other time he saw her.

He took another hurried step back to get away from the Monster of Marigold Cottage before had the chance to stuff a stale cookie down his throat like he was some kind of parrot familiar. (And then he took another hurried step back and looked around to make sure that her dreaded ostrich familiar, Flopsy Rogers, wasn't around either. That thing was a menace.)

"What are you doing here?" he asked, heart already plummeting and sour mood bittering his tongue. Oh God, oh Zodiac, oh Kami, please don't let her say that she was going to be their--

"Silly goose, I'm your teacher!" The words were a squeak that had him stumbling back another step, straight into the smaller body of Vivi.

Both his sister and Miller the bull snake hissed loudly. "Watch it, fat head," she said, snarking, right as Toulouse spun on his foot and backtracked down the dark dingy hallway and out into the bright sun, shoving past the same red haired boy who had apparently just picked himself up off of the floor. Chi and her stinking dog were beside the redhead, and his new cousin was brushing dirt off the stranger's front.

"Pants! Pants!" he said, spitting the words like swears. He peered around the grassy area for his mum or his Aunt, but it seemed that they'd made their escape in the brief time that he'd slipped inside. Wily old witches! "Chi, come away from there," he said, grabbing one of her pale little hands and jerking her away from the boy. "We gotta run. We gotta leave home and never, ever come back."

"It's okay," Chi said in the same wispy, quiet voice she always used on the brief occasions that she spoke, and reached up to pat his cheek. "You'll be alright, Lucy. Hiro says they give us skipping ropes and a ball for break time."

"I do?" the redhead said, barely loud enough to register to Toulous' ears.

"No, we're doomed. We're gonna be forced to eat all her gross, sad, old person candy."

Vivi exited the building just then, and stopped right beside them. Her face was flushed like she might urst into tears, and Miller was writhing angrily beneath her collar. "She tried making me eat a boiled sweet."

Toulouse felt all of the blood drain from his face. They knew. His Ma and Auntie Mabel must have known Miss Appleby, the village crazy was gonna be their teacher, but still. Still, they'd let this happen. "They're so dead." The words came out a growl.

Right then, the plump red Monster of Magnolia Cottage stepped out the door behind them, and called in her high, cutesy voice, "New children, please, come over here. Willy, dearest, over here! Leelee, Riri, Ana-Banana, that's you too! Remi, come along sweetling, we've got a nice little friendship huddle going on over here already."

He was wrong. Consistently wrong.

This day really could get worse.

(Beside him, Chi just kept on smiling.)
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PostSubject: Re: welcome to hell   Fri Jun 22, 2018 2:43 am

"Willy, dearest."

A shiver ran down William's spine at the painful nickname. It was one thing when people called him 'Will', it was quite another for anyone to use that awful name. But of course, Miss Appleby of Magnolia Cottage was standing there in front of the school building, her arms extended out to them like some giant fat venus fly trap. Inside his bag, William felt Gabriel thump his feet, but there was no way out.

Reluctantly, and at a slow pace, William followed the rest of the children to where Miss Appleby was waiting, her cherry red face bright with the beam that glowed like a radish in the morning spring sunlight.
"Welcome children to Sir Henry Elementary School where you will have plenty of fun, and learn lots of interesting things before moving to our Middle School building."
William glanced a little to the side, where a similar looking shabby school building stood, there really wasn't that much difference between the two, apart from the slightly smaller yard around the Middle School building.

He glowered at the older children who made their way past into the Elementary School, they were lucky, they probably had regular and normal teachers, rather than the terror of Suiden.
While William knew he'd never be able to get away with being rude to the plump educator, he did cross his arms in protest of the situation. Now, more than ever he was convinced that he'd be better off just teaching himself at home. Who needed teachers anyway, what did they know that wasn't already written down in a book?

"Come along children." She was leading them inside, extending out her hand to a girl with long brown hair, who quickly quickly fled behind the child standing closest to her. The Opossum on her shoulder jolting into the form of a ginger tabby cat who hissed in alarm. This didn't seem to bother Miss Appleby though, no child's plight ever did. She continued her way into the building, humming cheerfully as she led the way through the dark and clammy hallway that stank of wood rot.

The classroom was no better. A tiny room with far too many chairs, a single desk at the head. Everything in this room looked like it had been used, thrown out, and then put back into the classroom again. In fact, eyeing one of the chairs, William was pretty sure that one of the chair's iron supports looked just about ready to give out.
"Now isn't this cosy" Miss Appleby's sheer size seemed to take up a good half of the room as she squeezed herself in behind the desk, blocking out a rather faded alphabet poster behind her mass. "Please children take a seat, we have nothing as formal as a seating plan in first grade." She chuckled as if she'd just delivered a funny joke, and waited for the children to arrange themselves.

Not wanting to be one of the last children to sit, William manoeuvred his way to the front, taking up one of the first chairs, with an empty seat either side of him. Good, now he wouldn't have to be the one who decided who to sit down next to.
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